“Then we find her first.” Colton’s words settled over the porch like frost. No one answered immediately. A woman who had spent her entire life as a secret, if she was still alive. A daughter born of wolf and hunter blood. Colton’s half sister, Gideon’s child and Grace’s lie. And now, apparently, the centre of an old debt that had woken with a vengence. The bracelet lay in its square of worn cloth, small enough to fit in my palm. Faded blue thread, frayed with age. One tarnished silver bead threaded at the centre. Colton’s gaze stayed fixed on it. “You kept it,” he said. Gideon’s face was turned toward the trees. “Yes.” “Why?” The old Alpha’s jaw tightened. “Because grief makes fools sentimental.” Grace had come back to the lodge doorway at some point. Of course she had. Guards, exhaustion, and co
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